Oh Lord.

Annual company dinner at the PanPacific later on. The strange part is that, Pa won't be coming along & i'll be representing him instead.

A pity though that the dominant silver back gorilla is still caught up with work at song khla.
Can't believe I'll be doing this alone.

Like the many many many other company dinners, this is just going to be yet another dinner. Boring shit.

It's not my cup of bubble tea mingling with Japanese oldies executives in their fancy suits and shirts butterflying from table to tables striking up conversations with their bosses in hopes of earning some brownie points in their hidden agenda to fatten up their end-of-year bonuses.

In these situations, i would freeze out, shrivel up and just die. I'm dead serious.

Like what god said, " let there be eye candies in the ballroom for the masses to see ! "

I'm pretty sure you could check that one up in the bible, book of Daniel 1:26